Bay Recovery Movement

[LiL Nando]

yall stuck on phonics/yall spit like ur on e-bonics/ foos talkin like they smokin bionic/i smoke nothin but the chronic/im as fast as sonic/if u can try jumpin on it/cause im americas most wanted/when u see me i flant it/cause hoes want it/others say who is it/nigg@ gettin buck like limp bizkit/cause i ate u like a triscuit/u wish u could frisk it/juse incase some of yall already missed it/nando d does it really artistic/its a statistic/my rhyme are like languistic/askin me why/its cause u foo also wanna try/i dont stay high/i take a piece of pie/my lyrics would never fry/i make hoes ass nigg@s cry/could my rhymes make them wanna die/look at the sky/got some foo doubtin/cause they never did no scoutin/i push there weak lines off a slippery mountin/its like these lines came out the youth fountin/cause everyone yelling and shoutin/"so hey nando" this what ur about then/shut ur fuckin curtain/cause im perkin/like a old man junky jerkin/these rhymes aint very certain

 

[Dizz]

fuck yea homie thats wat im talkin about... good shit...

 

[Nobody's Biz]

That was the shit Nando

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Have you ever felt like life's really just a memory /have you ever thought rhymes here predicted a catasrophe/ have you ever seen things that they couldn't broadcast on TV/ have you you ever felt ghosts around, are you sure you really feelin me?/ have you ever seen things that just really couldnt ever be /ever knwon there's much more to life than you'll ever really see /ever hear angels blast on horns like playin reville/ ever miss ships that still haven't yet put out to sea/ ever reach for peace that is always just beyond your reach /ever know God's spirit deeper than any other man could preach /Have you ever felt pure faith coming from a lyricist/ ever known homies who could handle all your crazy fits/ are you ready to stop thinking bout wanting to give up and quit /ever sick and tired of being bored wit all that boring shit/enough to stand up proud and give yourself your most comitted kiss/ cuz life's too short to spend wit a psychiatrist

 

[thayay925]

i dont work 24/7 around tha fuckin clock/so why u wanna knock my lil hustle around my side of tha block/i know i might be young/ but my shits mo heated then tha rays from tha sun/in my 15 years ive tryed to explode on tha scene/but since i begun i aint seen a dollar yet, and u woofin bout a million dollar dream/they said i was too young and stop rappin bout shit i aint know/but i say fuck em and im gone contiue to show tha world that this lil youngsta can flow/

 

[Dizz]

I send lyrical shock waves to the moon and back/ a mach 4 attack/ prepare to get whiplashed/ valuable like antiques/ cant speak?/ cant think/ My head is full of knowledge/ from the lyrical college/ i acknowledge/ that my next installments/ outrap the rapaholics/ who wit they stall tatics/ thinkin they all magnets/ all mechanics/ of rap shit say they go back to ceramics/ im dynamic/ so dont panic/ i got the anecdote for relief/ i will relieve yo grief/ but that last rhyme came out like a queef/ hit da reef/ I'm so astounding/ my inspiration comes from humboldt county/ seein blurs around me/ sometimes my rhymes astound me/ who wanna come pound me/ in a round we/ make you wanna give up yoself like in County/ cryin for a quilted quicker picker upper like Bounty/ im outty/

 

[Nobody's Biz]

You go Yay boy!!

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Dang Dizz, I better rap it up--everubuddy outshining me tonight!! I never heard no quicker picker upper before--but that's the bomb!

 

[thayay925]

if im on tha block or in my home/im gone be spittin mo then 16 barz that'll penetrate yo dome/if u catch me at night u best beleive that i got my chrome/if i aint strapped then some real shit must have gone down/but u could prolly find my heat in tha sewer or under tha bushes lyin on tha ground/cause shit now adays be gettin hot/whether i be at school or waitin at my enemies block/

just some lil shit i made up this morning

 

[Dizz]

Dang Dizz, I better rap it up--everubuddy outshining me tonight!! I never heard no quicker picker upper before--but that's the bomb!

lol thanx homie

 

[thayay925]

damn dizz, props to ya 4 that shit...it was pretty clean

 

[Dizz]

peace, heres the sequel yall requestin/ wit siccness im infested/ spittin so much controversy some say i should be arrested/ i been tested/ but came out straight aced/ focused and paced/ so bitch get off my case/ in a lyrical race/ i lead the way and beat the bitches/ im the tortoise that sed fuck you rabbit bitches/ but nothin slow about me/ account me/ im always present/ not always spittin pleasant/ but spittin heat despite the forum sayin im still a peasant/ I'm in control but my careers uncontrollable/ spittin potent oracles/ you spittin potent horribles/ I see the future like no one else can/ how to describe yo rhymes: the same feelin you get after watchin Kazaam/

 

[Blazeon]

The Sequel

Yo Dizz..."the sequel" rhyme is hella clean! Keep that shit droppin'!

 

[Dizz]

peace heres the part 3/ make this a trilogy/ but unlike scream/ aint endin just yet/ how much hotter can i get/ make yo bitches wet/ from the very first breath/ When i go to parties a rap is always asked of me/ drank is always passed to me/ ill break yo shit its still in a cast to me/ Never can fuck wit da D-I-dubb/ do anything to get on dubbs/ so rub a dub dub/ the feast is on me/ all producers phone me/ censors try to tone me/ but i still stick wit my homies/ 3 cheers fo the bay/ lend me yo ears/ drop platinum celebrate, you'll find me at Cheers/ i hear the cheers/ although my shit is controversial/ too much to go commercial/ but fuck the radio we got it on every medium/ talent is the only ingredient/ dizz never quittin/ and as long as im spittin/ ill give you a lyrical fittin/ dont be shittin/ throw me even curveballs im still hittin/ how many mo bars can i go/ how many bars i noe/ behind bars i noe/ This is the nourishment I inflicted/ like area 51 totally restricted/ Unpolluted/ undiluted/ rhymes, i proved it/ who did/ D-I shoot it/

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Dizz, yaw can't be stoppin wit Number three/ you got to take a hint from Expozure and Woodie/ next time you got a sequel commin out the door/ skip that bitch and go str8 to 4./Or fo sho it's goin 1, 2, 3................................../
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Are you hearing me? / Blasting that 4 4, blood splatters on the floor/it goes in it goes out, brother, rappin's what it's all about/ life is really just a dream but my game makes yo breezy scream and shout fo sheezy/don't stop for dirteen or even three cuz it's odd by God and four makes more fo sho without no doubt/Iam out

But wait! Not yet! /there more flows/ to go/ just bet /this set/ won't jet/ so get/ this vet/ tongue wet/ a shot of something hot/ to toast all those/ who chose/ their flows/ and drink wit hoes/ you noes /who pack their nose/ out in that valley /come around this alley /and bring your pally/ she's an alley cat/ who says "like that?" /yeah you still aint met/ the best of me yet/ Cheers!/ I send you another beer/ or a kamikazee fuzzy navel fruity juiced everclear /an everlasting memory blasting mastery/ a best-believing casket heaving splash from bee's honey/ and bad company/ to fit ya here/ gonna git ya ripped right here/like that hairy dog that bit ya here/ don't fear this grain /just flood your brain/ to keep yoself from goin insane /in this never ending game/Aint gonna be no fight/ We got ya back all night/ All right/ Peace.

This ain't imitation /ain't no fakeness in this freeway nation/ got you deeply shakin, quaker oatin smokin, cookie bakin, got no margarine in this system these ingredients are angel sent and so divine no Iam not lyin I got the most to butter your toast from here to there and from coast to coast. Some come saying "vou les vou day-bare" to spread on your butt so the brothers come and nutt when they get their share while they pulling your hair. You say "Por que? Why not? Parkay still melts when you get it all hot, so if you ain't got the real thing, use what you got." But I'd rather not, cuz Iam saving the best for the best in the West when I take my next shot nothing else hits my spot and I won't stop for nothing less that's not real to ME. Ya feel?

I don't wait for Tupac to resurrect from the dead cuz Iam not touched in the head like all you ignorant haters said. Iam absorbing the shock of the rock that's been thrown to the dome here at home while my path's walked alone I come hard through this yard throwing much more than lyrical miracle stones at your bones before war's come full-blown to this internet nuclear-free zone.


Ya'll hustlas are dusted gettin rusted don't get busted cousin cuz that's disgustin we discussed it and you gotta get it str8 before it's too late gettin old and crusted addin years on years plus this enhancement bullshit locked up behind those gates cuz can't no one now be trusted. Free your mind before you do time, are you hearin me? You don't want to be waitin on no commissary. This ain't no conspiracy theory, it's me, homie, trying to get you to see you got to stay free and let that shit be.

 

[Dizz]

Never been good at numbers/ only spittin lyrical thunder/ #4 make ya wonder/ when this gonna end but perhaps never will/ a neverendin cycle of ill shit to spill/ convicted of rappin too heated standin guilty/ prosecutors tryin to kill me/ in front of the judge awaitin my sentence/ i dont even need an apprentice/ to make them resent this/ i was the first to invest this/ can't skip nothin cuz thats a rap ommitted/ you noe what bone sed you gotta get up and get it/ This rap is worth a thousand words/ a thousand verbs/ ya heard/ verve's the word/ learn the word/ raped and burned the third/ i've learned/ you aint got shit unless its earned/ I've taken the status and made it overturned/ With this heat no such thing as hypothermia/ hurts like a hernia/ Award me the prize for this lyrical assessment/ fuck yo resentment/ i'll keep my contentment/ i'm a walkin thesaurus, so what awaits/ dark fates/ hoe mates/ cheap rooms at low rates/ you never crept up that rappin ladder/ i'll stop for now cuz after this i noe you cant hold yo bladder

 

[Nobody's Biz]

God you got some real talent Dizz. Where'd you pick up yo skills? My old Oakie Cherokee Grandma would of said you full of "piss and vinegar"--her way of saying you got the "verve" for her to git her Granny swerve on.

I added some more shit to my rap at the end of the previous page. What do you think?


And... for those of you needing a real good laugh that's also kind of real....

http://www.siccness.net/vb/printthread.php?s=&threadid=42272

 

[Nobody's Biz]

Had enough? Think you're tough? Like it rough, boy, this ain't no bluff. Imma stuff you in a coffin while yo whole familes watching they be wishing you were cuffed by cops and not chopped in pieces by these X- I- V-ses. Ain't no joke. Imma poke/ this whole coke /bottle up your hot hole/ loaded up wit molotov cocktail/light a match and watch you smoke/ and watch the steam burn through your seams Im the worst dream you've never seen cuz Iam nothing but mean so leave my scene cuz yo death won't be quick or clean you ain't nothing but a fiend tryin to fake a gangsta lean/ You an LA scrap who should a been a lap dancer fag prancer hoe romancer but you couldn't cut a butt wit a knife to save yo life/ you scared of our fairie kin cuz you know you couldn't bury em/you want to fuck & marry em/ you wanna suck a million men/ go home to your wife cuz you won't make it through one night without showing delight at how tight your hole would get from a faggot set/ and even though I ain't one/ I know it would be fun /to see you quiver and shiver when our fag friends deliver only what you know these hard fags show when they blow a hole through your skull, fo sho so don't come to Frisco and act like you don't know the way it'll go cuz when Nortenos are done wit destroying you,/ they'll chop your rocks off, then drop you off to faggots adoring you/ by boring through/your scrap ass dressed in flue/laying pipe all night/ cuttin bleedin stripes through you /like you pecker wrecked zebra in a zoo/ drowned in clown come like you a faggot slurpin glue EEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! God, that's gross.

(And no--this is not directed at anybody -- Dont take it personal kids--Im just practicing my battle ideas and letting the South know the real deal-- Those faggot boys ain't pussy pansies, tho. If you a scrap trying to come to the Bay from LA, know our down faggot homies WILL eat you dead OR alive.)

:lick:

 

[CHRISHOGGALYPSE]

SINCE MY NAME HIT THE WORLD,
HAIR ON THE BACK OF NECKS CURLED UP,
AND I BECAME A MOVING TARGET,
I'M NOT APOLOGETIC FOR THE WORDS FROM MY HEART//
IT SEEMS THEY WANNA BLOW MY CHEST APART,
JUST TO SEE WHAT'S INSIDE,
BUT I'VE PROVIDED THE SUPRISE,
FOR THOSE WHO WANT ME TO DIE//
I NO LONGER FEAR DEATH,
I LET HIM STAY AT MY HOUSE,
YOU CAN'T TAKE MY LAST BREATH,
DEATH'S ASLEEP ON MY COUCH//
I'LL STAND, STILL IN YOUR SCOPE,
AND LET YOU FIRE A ROUND,
FUCK IT SHOOT THE WHOLE BOX,
TIL MY BACK HITS THE GROUND//
I FUCKIN DOUBLE DOG DARE YOU,
TO TAKE YOUR SHOTS AT ME,
THAT ONLY MEANS MISERY,
AND A MISSING PERSONS MYSTERY,
WATCH YOUR FAMILY DISAPPEAR,
AND NEVER WATCH EM COME BACK,
LIKE A BAD MAGIC TRICK,
A SICKENING THOUGHT TO KEEP YOUR BRAIN OFF TRACK//
WATCH MY SOLDIERS ATTACK,
FOR EVEN THINKING YOUR THOUGHTS,
AND GETTIN CAUGHT PLOTTIN,
TO SPILL MY BLOOD ON THE ROCKS//
THE NAME IS CHRISHOGG14,
THAT PUTS THE CHILL UP YOUR SPINE,
BUT THAT'S THE WIND FROM MY WHISPER,
I'M 2 INCHES BEHIND/
BRUNO NALLI'S ON MY FEET,
AND EXTRA SMALL GLOVES ON,
BLAME THE WHOLE THING ON O.J.,
MAKE A FEW CUTS AND I'M GONE////

 

[Dizz]

Yea time fo part 5/ anticipated like NE5/ tryin to survive N/ thrive in/ life in/ this bay area madness/ ill fuckin murda yall wit gladness/ see the sadness/ Who wanna fuck wit Lil' D-I/ sneaky sly/ lyrical PI/ crept out tha cuts fuck mainstream fuck E.I./ Been called full of piss and vinegar but I'm full of lyrical blood/ piss on competition and put em all in the mud/ fuck they cars, they wives, they talent, i dont want nothin to do wit it/ im fuckin thru wit it/ who wit it/ Ever seen/ stacks of money ever green/ what i got after knockin kats off wit Ezekial 25:17/ yall noe what i mean/ i'm a fiend/ got my team/ fuck it we aint on lockdown/ prepare to get knocked down/ luv to my homeboys in the yoc town/ My shit is pure genuine and never unfakeable/ you wanna compare me, do it to bruce willis, cuz im fuckin unbreakable/